History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge looked at the middle-aged man in the early state of Yuanfu in front of him, and nodded slightly: "It's polite."

The sight of everyone on Lingxi Island fell on the stone statue behind Yan Zhaoge, all slightly surprised.

Fang Zhaohong's gaze swept over the stone statue, and did not stop. He turned back to Yan Zhaoge and said, "If you are free, you may wish to sit on my Lingxi Island, so that I can express my thanks."

Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head: "I'm going to go to Changli Mountain next. If I have kung fu in the future, I might annoy the Guipai."

Fang Zhaohong said: "The faction welcomes us."

Yan Zhaoge looked at the stone statue next to him and smiled, "I don't hide it. In this exotic space, I only found this thing. I am ashamed. I haven't completely figured out what it is."

"It should be a good thing, but it is obviously inseparable, what do you think of it?"

Fang Zhaohong raised his hand and made a "please" action. He said slowly: "If you change other people, you still have to fight for how many factions you have. The unpowered treasure can live in it. It doesn't say what comes first."

"But you have just rescued many people from the same school from Sha Luozong's hand. I wait for your kindness. Since you came to the first step and found this treasure first, I have no contention."

As he said, he stepped back, indicating that he would not compete with Yan Zhaoge. Yang Chufan and several other Lingxi Island martial artists who came with him also stepped back together.

That looks like it is about to exit the exotic space.

Fang Zhaohong said: "We are waiting outside. We will drive to the Wufang Sea where Changli Mountain is located. The most recent route is to cross the Lingxi Sea of ​​our school. We can go together."

"Your excellency is so young, you have such amazing cultivation practices. Please also mention the young people of my Lingxi Island."

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

Seeing that the figures of Fang Zhaohong and others disappeared in front of them, Yan Zhaoge did not continue to communicate with the stone statues, but took power to take it, preparing to collect this mysterious treasure first, and then slowly speak after leaving here.

Zhen Yuan rolled the stone statue, which was fixed on the ground, but it just wobbled, and Yan Zhaoge didn't even move it for the first time.

Yan Zhaoge's cultivation at the moment is a mountain, which can be broken and pulled up from the ground.

But moving the stone statue now has a feeling of shaking the whole exotic space.

This feeling is even heavier than when I took the real dragon's body in the former residence of Binglong Wusheng.

Yan Zhaoge's expression remained the same, and he added a little more strength, and at the same time there was a way of Qingqi overflowing into his body and injected into the cave of the stone statue.

The whole exotic space oscillated slightly, but the heavy stone statue finally left the ground.

Yan Zhaoge opened his miniature bag and wanted to put it in, but it felt very difficult.

The old method was done in the same way, and the pillars of the shrine played a role again, suppressing the stone statue, but the stone statue felt much lighter.

But just then, Yan Zhaoge's head suddenly flashed with glory!

The flow of light is intertwined, as if forming a round mirror. In the mirror light, a figure emerges, and it is Fang Zhaohong who has just left!

Fang Zhaohong appeared from the place where Yan Zhaoge was close, and then hit Yan Zhaoge with his palms together!

Lingxi Island is awesome.

With the help of the martial arts secretly left behind, Fang Zhaohong's surprise attack was almost instantaneous and unexpected.

He went back and forth, palms down together, and the blue light flashed, a huge martial arts spirit symbol appeared, mysterious and unpredictable.

But between him and Yan Zhaoge, he was suddenly blocked by darkness.

This distance, just a short distance away, has become far beyond the horizon.

Fang Zhaohong's heart sank, his palms changed, and the blue light circulated, moving forward in the dark.

But in the boundless darkness, there was a sudden thunder, and at the next moment, the strange white thunder light covered the void, and the tide rushed towards Fang Zhaohong!

Fang Zhaohong was slightly startled, quickly closed his palms and backed away. The whole person seemed to turn into a blue light, moving around in the air.

Under the shadow of Yongye's thunder, Yan Zhaoge's figure was looming: "Well, Lingxidao Martial Arts has its own uniqueness."

Fang Zhaohong frowned, striking Yan Zhaoge with one palm, and the other palm made a move towards the air.

The light and shadow of the sky flashes, but it is a top-grade spirit soldier!

Between the glorious shocks, Fang Zhaohong's figure flickered and came to Yan Zhaoge again.

Yan Zhaoge put one hand on the shoulder of the stone statue, the other hand, the robe sleeve was flicked, the sound of Long Yin sounded, and the blue light in the cuff shone.

The Qingyuan Sword, a top-grade spirit soldier, turned into a green dragon under the urging of Yan Zhaoge, and flung fiercely towards Fang Zhaohong's Xuanguang mirror!

"Yuan Ling Grandmaster, has a high-grade spirit soldier?" Fang Zhaohong was deeply in his heart, his mind completely calmed down, and he played the ultimate role of Lingxi Island's unrivaled Lingzhi palm.

This unique skill was launched in Fang Zhaohong's hands, and it was undoubtedly far away from Yang Chufan.

The blue light flashes in Fang Zhaohong's eyes, as if they were two round mirrors, and Yan Zhaoge's sword power was printed on the mirror surface, and even the number of possible changes in the next.

During the rotation of the true symbol of Wu Dao Yuan Ling, a Taoist mysterious atmosphere communicates with the four parties.

Fang Zhaohong turned into blue light and avoided Yan Zhaoge's sword.

Biguang flickered, while calculating the changes in Yan Zhaoge's sword moves, while looking for the weak flaws, trying to counterattack.

Upon seeing this, Yan Zhaoge chuckled: "Heart is sharp, will the enemy be defeated first?"

His sword power remained unchanged, his eyes looked suddenly deep like the sea.

Fang Zhaohong's mind was slightly trance-like, as if a giant tortoise appeared in front of him, unmoving and lying in the deep sea.

As if there were no wind or waves on the sea, there was a silence, and there was no starting point.

His top-grade Ling Bingxuan light mirror perfectly fits with Lingxi Island's unrivaled Lingxi Palm, and works together, anticipating the enemy first and defeating the enemy.

But at this moment, the heart was empty, and Yan Zhaoge's next move change, he could not deduce it at all.

While performing the sword style of the green dragon in his sleeve, Yan Zhaoge urged the spirit of a certain spirit of the Six Spirit Demon Fist, and suddenly Fang Zhaohong was helpless.

"I don't know, why do you want to do it with me ..." Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "However, I don't actually care about the reason, and don't tell me anything wrong."

Before the words fell, Yan Zhaoge's sword changed again.

Qinglong suddenly flew open, and roared with a roar, that is, a galaxy tilted, a little starlight spread all over the void, covering Fang Zhaohong.

Yan Zhaoge doesn't use Dinghai Lingquan now, Fang Zhaohong's heart flashes, and he can perform his sword moves again.

However, Yan Zhaoge's sword hit at the moment, and the changes are numerous. It seems that there are countless possibilities, which makes Fang Zhaohong completely inferable.

In an instant, Fang Zhaohong was counting several swords.

The injury was not serious. Compared with the injury on his body, what made Fang Zhaohong even more uncomfortable was that he felt as if he had been forcibly stuffed into countless things in his head, as if it was about to explode.

The uncomfortable feeling forced Fang Zhaohong to wish to reap the merits himself, and dared not to use the spirit rhinoceros.

"Aren't you good at making calculations? This can't bear it?" Yan Zhaoge smiled, and the stone statues had been completely collected.

Without the involvement of stone statues, Yan Zhaoge's strength exploded, and he no longer took a dexterous style of play, but directly concentrated on the frontal bombardment!

"You can't play complicated, then we'll be simpler."

Yan Zhaoge said, with a sword in the air, the momentum of the sky divided towards Fang Zhaohong!